Having been born in Vienna, Austria over 70 some years ago, things were extremely different for myself than many others. Remembering bombs exploding nearby, lack of food and heat, loosing my father in the war and having to walk a LONG way to school with holes in the shoe soles and trying to keep the wet out with cardboard inserts. Not a very good time growing up. Having always been the inquisitive type; I remember peeking into the basement window of a woodworking shop to see what the man was doing. One day he saw me and I thought that I was in trouble for peeking but quite the contrary. He asked me to come see his shop and I was just amazed and taking it all in. He took a liking to me, apparently, and he proceeded to build me a push scooter ( Tretroller ) consisting of 2 large ball bearings for wheels, two boards making up where I would stand on and the vertical to which was the handlebar board. I was thrilled that as soon as spring came and the sidewalk were dry I could enjoy my newfound freedom with the push scooter. Had to watch out for any gravel on the sidewalk which resulted spills on my part but didn't matter. We would also collect chestnuts, the non-edible kind, and make figures out of them. We would also collect them, notch them and then dry them so that we could use them as fuel to heat our single room were we lived. Yes, life was much harder then but we were happy with the few treasures which we had and had to use our imagination a lot more than what children do nowadays. Happy to be a US citizen, thanks to my mom who had the courage to bring me to this great country to afford me a better life. She has now left us at the almost age of 98 in Nov 2012, one month short of her birthday, Christmas eve. She had a tough, hard and long life and I owe her a lot of gratitude of how she raised me and tried to teach me ( I'm stubborn/persistent ) She did it her way and " I did it my way ", like the late Frank Sinatra sang. That has been just one of many experience but a most memorable one as a child. Hope I didn't bore anybody. 73, K0ELE, Karl